Whispers Of Betrayal (Anastasia and Alastor)

Chapter 64

Anastasia did not realize how she reached home. When sitting on the couch, all she could feel was her cold, numb limbs.

Snowball meowed and came over to nest on Anastasia’s lap as if it was trying to help her warm up her stiff body.

Gazing at Snowball in her embrace, Anastasia chuckled. “I still have you with me Snowball”

As she spoke. Anastasia got all choked up. “I only have you now”

She had lost everything. All she had left was Snowball to accompany her.

Snowball was most likely the only emotional support that kept her going

After turning on the heater. Anastasia nestled by the ceiling-to-floor window and read her diary entry of the past.

Whenever Anastasia was shaken up, forgetting the past temporarily would become her go-to choice. That was her protection mechanism kicking off

However, the diary re-awakened Anastasia’s memories and ignited her sorrow.

“Anastasia, what kind of house do you like?”

Jace had once asked Anastasia what type of house she adored.

“A stand-alone, quiet one with front and back yards. Also, it’s better if it comes with ceiling-to-floor windows, a wall-mounted stove, bloomed flowers in the courtyard, and a cat. Our home should consist of you, me, and our kitty.”

Anastasia could barely remember what state of mind she was in when she wrote that sentence.

That was all six years ago.

many things

sense of hearing than Anastasia. It

expected, Alastor came

home, he was always

him, Alastor did not

past, he would always pick Snowball up and gently comfort its head, even if he had to pretend

putting on an

call the police to get Meredith arrested?” The first thing Alastor did upon stepping

put it aside, and rubbed her eyebrows. “Are you planning to open a harem

Anastasia and eyed the diary Anastasia put aside. “Just because Sienna showed me your diary and exposed

breath, her gaze landed on

Alastor had long read through

for you for so many years. You ought to be grateful to her.” A pucker creased Alastor’s forehead. His voice was as deep as a bottomless

suffocation looming, her fingers as numb as ever.

to be grateful to that witch I’m already grateful enough not to claim their

and good at disguising myself. Not only that, but I’m even a promiscuous wretch with a messed up private life. Isn’t that what you think of me?” Anastasia blurted

could already see the labels he had on

to threaten her to divorce your dad and leave the marriage with nothing. You even wanted to sabotage her and throw her behind bars. How could you be so vicious? To say that Alastor was astonished would be an understatement. “Did you also install surveillance cameras

expect Anastasia to take such

all, that woman was her stepmother, Meredith, who had lived with her under one roof

person be so savage?” he

think you were a smart guy. Alastor At least you could tell

diabolical person, no matter what the other party

don’t own the police station, and I don’t dictate the law. If Meredith did nothing wrong, the police will release her.” Anastasia curled up in a ball and tightened her shawl. “You came here today